"I am really so sorry for whatever he had done, Mr. James!" Stephen apologised as he forward a glass of water to him."Is he your friend?" James asked and Stephen nodded his head in yes."Yeah... We are best friends... But honestly, he is not like this. He Is best friends with Kylie too. He doesn't like when anyone tries to misbahev with her!" Stephen answered and James nodded with a smile."He is your bestfriend... since when?" James asked sipping on his water."Since we are kindergarten." Stephen answered."Woah..." James said smiling."That's great!" James said smiling."Yeah... Asher is really good. He doesn't care if anyone is poor or rich... He just do friendship based on their characters. It's not only about Kylie... even if it's any other girl at that place, he would have done that! I am really sorry!" Stephen replied and James sighed."It's okie... you don't have to apologise for whatever he had done!" James said and Stephen nodded his head."So... tell me..." James said maki
“Yeah, I’m here” Stephen muttered hanging up the call as he entered the club, the lights changing constantly while the music was loud enough to make anyone deaf. Lots of teenagers and youngsters in modern dresses were swaying to the music completely drunk or making out at the corners, packing the club tightly. After struggling for almost ten minutes, Stephen found Asher near the bar where the bartenders were serving drinks. He noticed Asher’s uninterested expression as he gulped down whiskey in one go, keeping the glass on the table with more than necessary pressure that indirectly told everyone around him that he is not the person to mess with. He walked to Asher, almost falling twice in the process due to the excess crowd that made him annoyed. Folding his sleeves, he tapped Asher on his shoulder who was throwing daggers at the female bartender with his eyes who was smiling at him seductively. “Come on darling, I can give you much pleasure that this whiskey is trying to give you
Kylie's voice echoed in the room as she screamed out Asher's name, trying to stop him from doing any more damage. Asher, in a drunken state, had just punched a guy in the face, and Kylie was desperately trying to put an end to the violence."What did you just say?" Asher slurred, his eyes barely focused on the stranger in front of him as he threw another punch, this time aiming for the stranger's stomach. The stranger let out a painful cry, clutching his stomach as he doubled over in agony.Kylie, along with Stephen, rushed over to the scene, hoping to intervene before anyone got seriously hurt. As they approached, they could hear people murmuring in confusion, wondering what was going on."What's wrong with him?" some of them asked, while others yelled out in alarm. The atmosphere was tense, with everyone on edge and unsure of what to do next.Kylie's heart was racing as she tried to calm Asher down, but his drunken rage was proving difficult to control. She knew that she had to act
As she stepped out into the open air, Kylie's eyes fell upon Stephen, who was standing in front of the car. He had just settled Asher, who was now peacefully asleep in the passenger seat. A sense of relief washed over her as she realized that Asher is now safe and secure.Expressing her gratitude, Kylie smiled warmly and spoke, "Thank you, Stephen. I truly appreciate your help."Stephen returned her smile and replied, "You're welcome, Kylie. It was no trouble at all. I would have been happy to take Asher home with me, but I have some other plans for the evening. Besides, I feel it's important to address the situation with that stranger we encountered earlier. If I don't settle things now, there's a possibility he might file a complaint against Asher. I hope you understand my concern."Kylie nodded understandingly, acknowledging the validity of Stephen's reasons. She trusted his judgment and knew he had Asher's best interests at heart."Don't worry," Kylie reassured Stephen, her voice
Kylie's head snapped abruptly from the car door towards Asher, startled by his unexpected question. The sound of his voice cut through the air, demanding her attention and stirring a mix of confusion and curiosity within her."Huh?" Kylie responded, her voice tinged with bewilderment, as she struggled to comprehend the meaning behind Asher's words. Meanwhile, Asher, visibly intoxicated, turned his head towards her, his eyes struggling to focus."Why don't you love me if I'm a baby?" Asher repeated, his blinking eyes struggling to maintain coherence in his drunken state. His question hung in the air, an enigma wrapped in a slurred speech, catching Kylie off guard.Kylie couldn't help but chuckle softly, the sound escaping her lips. It was a mix of surprise and amusement at the unexpected turn the conversation had taken.Kylie dismissively utter the word "Silly," her tone laced with a mix of exasperation and amusement.She paid no attention to the question Asher had just asked her, think
Thomas burst through the door of Damon's opulent penthouse, his voice resonating with urgency and frustration as he called out his son’s name, "DAMON! DAMON!"The air inside the lavish living space seemed to vibrate with the intensity of Thomas's shout. His footsteps echoed through the spacious rooms, searching for any sign of his elusive companion. Determined not to be ignored, he repeated his call, his voice infused with impatience, "Where the hell are you?"Riya, who had been engrossed in the kitchen, was startled by the sudden eruption of Thomas's loud voice. Confusion flickered across her face, mingling with curiosity as she quickly abandoned her culinary tasks. Curiosity getting the better of her, she made her way towards the source of the commotion, stepping out of the kitchen and into the living room.Riya's voice trembled with concern as she addressed her father in law, her eyes reflecting worry, "Dad... is something wrong?"Thomas, his frustration palpable, snapped his atten
Damon's eyes widened with disbelief as he exclaimed, "That's absolutely impossible, Dad!"Fueled by frustration and rage, Thomas bellowed in response, his voice echoing through the room, "If it's truly impossible, then what in the hell am I looking at right now?"Caught off guard by his father's reaction, Damon's mind raced as he struggled to comprehend the situation. He mustered a reply, his tone filled with confusion, "I honestly have no idea how Kylie managed to obtain this. James explicitly assured me that this project belonged to our company!""You need to get the answer, Damon. So, call him. Right now!" demanded Thomas, his frustration palpable. Damon nodded in agreement, understanding the urgency of the situation.After a moment of contemplation, Damon replied, "My mobile is upstairs.""Then go get it," Thomas responded with a sigh as he walked towards the couch and slumped down, feeling defeated.As Damon turned to head upstairs, he muttered under his breath, "God."Riya, who
"Did Kylie actually meet him?" Damon inquired, his tone betraying a mix of curiosity and concern. Stephen hesitated momentarily, aware of the weight his response carried."Yes," Stephen finally admitted, the admission leaving an unspoken gravity hanging in the air.A surge of frustration welled up within Damon, causing him to curse under his breath. “Fuck!”"Well, I think... Mr. James saw something in her, something that piqued his interest... perhaps on a personal level," Stephen offered tentatively, his words laced with uncertainty. Damon's brows furrowed, his expression reflecting a mix of confusion and concern."What?" Damon questioned, seeking clarification and struggling to comprehend the implications of Stephen's statement."I'm not entirely sure, Damon. It could be anything. But don't worry, as soon as Mr. James returns, I'll arrange a meeting for you with him. We'll get to the bottom of this. Take care!" Stephen concluded, ready to end the call. However, just as he was about